I have seen magic shops many times while maintaining distance. I have walked through the shop many times. Among these were fascinating little magic things. There were magic balls, magic chickens, excellent cones, ventriloquist dolls, basket strategy elements, packets of cards that were all just right to see. I never thought of going inside the store. The shop walls were painted with different colors, and on the other side of the walls were used marble stones.
One of the things I noticed most was the wall paintings. There were some strange paintings on the wall. A signboard in the store's doorway said in Spanish, "The content is for skilled people." I never dared to enter the store after reading the text. I realized it wasn't for ordinary people. Out of curiosity, I dreamed of entering the store a few times. I learned the various activities in the dream. My friend Luck also said to enter the store a few times. His curiosity is more significant than mine.
He imagined it was near the circus or permanently inaccessible at the corner of Oxford Street, but all this was near the mirage. Luck told me if I only knew the magic of disappearing. Then I would try everything in this shop. I would surprise all my friends. At Luck's request, we wanted to enter that store, and luckily no one stopped us. It was no ordinary shop; it was a magic shop.
The inside of the shop was very narrow; the knowledge was not very good. As soon as we entered through the door, a strange bell rang. It seemed as if no one else was inside the store for a moment. We were alone and could look at us. The case was a tiger inside the glass, which covered the bottom counter—the white-eyed tiger systematically moving its head. There were a few more sphere crystals around.
There was a Chinese magic card, a stroke of the magic of different sizes. Inside another glass case, the Prince shamelessly displayed the magic hat. I stared at a magic mirror at my feet. That is to make you taller and thinner. It has one more function: inflate your head and make your legs invisible.
Another mirror next to it made you look as small and thick as a shell. While we were laughing at this, the shopkeeper entered. The man is a curious, naive, dark man. One ear was more significant than the other. Upon entering, he welcomed us. I asked her if we could feel happy for a while. However, we were aware of it. I told him I could show my friend the magic of a few simple tricks. He took a glass ball out of his hat and told me to put it in my hand.
It was pretty unexpected for us. I have seen so many endless time entertainment techniques before. But I didn't expect it from him here. When Luck reached out to take the glass ball from my hand, it disappeared, and the man pointed to Luck and said it was in your pocket.